Tasting the Fire

Richard, loved this! When I was a girl I fell in love (the teenage kind, from a distance) with a man who juggled fire in the city centre, told my mum I was going to marry him, she was horrified, of course I never even spoke to him or new his name! Perhaps this was his story..Wow, thanks for the memory jog moonman, love how reading can do that :) This is a great write Richard, much love b x

You've captured what every frustrated performer dreams about in their heart of hearts! Just letting go of all the Bullshit and doing their thing! Kudos, my friend!

wow this one just rocks me Moonman its a classic in my heart amazing amazing amazing oh wow

Very frustrating. I am glad your fire lover found his niche! Like us, what would we do if people kept us from writing, painting, expressing our artistic side? Make for some very unhappy people! Loved the poem. I can see your performer, wound up, excited, reveling in his passion....and the crowd cheers. Very nicely done, Richard. Always Sincere, Tonya

you probably thought I just didnt vote Must have been so wowed I forget them Here they are!!

what a wonderful poem. this one caught my attention because of the title (really great, by the way!). this one reminds me of your Porch Sax poem, which is now a sort of classic here, if you ask me. :-) way to go, Richard! anyway, you and music... always a great combination, you make it caress my eardrums from a distance through your poetry. your Proprietress

Being a guitarist myself (and having a pretty fucked up life) I really related to this one! Great poem! Cheers!

Hello Rrrrrichardo, I hadn't realised you were a music man... you have done a great job with this, fabulous expression my friend, I really understand the sentiment... sometimes I think being a performer can be dangerous... I often reflect that I don't care so much for the applause, but you know you might think that but it would be pretty awful if there WAS none, it keeps me humble to remember that. People give you feedback because they want to acknowlede you, It shouldn't be the whole motivation by any means, but it should be acknowledged as the gift it is, no matter how much one wants to avoid an addiction to it... God I go on. I love this work Moonus manus, the lines about what could or couldn't contain or eat "it" up, were really clever xx~ Anni ~~~ "Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving". ~Kahlil Gibran

Richard Well you have been there and i want to be there again myself. I will just have to dream on and follow the music which only leads to one place for me. All I can do is dream. I read this over and over and saw somethng new each time my friend just love it Electric Blue

I missed this one richard ... I have the heart of a performer , though I dont perform anymore ... this took me back a lot of years Richard thank you for the trip down memory lane ... Love and light JayC x

Hey Richard! This is your first work that I've read and I am enthralled. It's raw alright but real and hard hitting! Never thought poetry could be that up to the minute 21st Century accurate! Splendid! Thanks BOnitaj

I'm right there with you Richard.